SEEK THE PEARL by Sara Johansson

When we consciously connect with our heart, with the pearl of wisdom that resides there, the language of spirit begins unfolding…

The language of the heart is a language that speaks to us through our emotions and the inner world of our intuition. It is the language of the Divine Feminine and Mother.

Our hearts store information, knowledge and wisdom that it needs to reveal: the dark as well as the light, for both of these allows our wings to grow stronger.

Everyone has an inner teacher, and that is the heart in alignment with spirit. This is what is needed during these times: to reveal our inner teacher into the light for all to benefit from.

Seek the Pearl

by Sara Johansson

Seek the pearl

of wisdom inside your heart,

and you shall unfold

the language of Spirit.

It speaks tales

of a thousand lifetimes spent,

through darkness

and light journeyed.

And as your inner teacher

reveals itself,

you begin to discover

worlds within you,

you never knew existed…

It is the light of your spirit,

coming into full bloom,

as a newly awakened flower

in the midst of spring.

Sara Johansson is a young woman and passionate soul who experienced a "rude" spiritual awakening in late 2013 when she suddenly began receiving impulses of messages coming from her spiritual guide and family, and needed to translate the messages so that she could understand them. She grabbed a pen and a piece of paper, and the journey began, discovering that she is an intuitive writer and receives messages of guidance and comfort. She then shares them through her Facebook page Worlds of Comfort, which she invites you to visit here. It is a space of healing poetry, messages of guidance, meditations and prayers. Sara also offers 1on1 Intuitive Writing Sessions on Skype as well as she intuitively connects with other people's spiritual guidance, higher self and guides through healing sessions where she offers guidance and clarity on their journey in life, as well as releasing emotional and mental blockages.

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